Welcome to the 1st Monday of the month and you know what that means, right? [sound of crickets chirping] Besides catching up on tons of laundry from last week, I've got this little column over at the Imperfect Parent -- yeah, I don't know how that happened, either -- and, this month, I'm ope...

[EDITED TO ADD: IT'S OFFICIAL, WE'VE ENTERED THE MY HOUSE STINKS CONTEST - VOTE FOR US AND I'LL LOVE YOU FOREVER, I SWEAR!] I don't know about you, but there isn't a day that goes by when I'm NOT saying stuff, like, "Ewww," or "Wait, my sock is stuck to the floor," and the ever-popular "Wha...

I got the call around 8 p.m. Saturday night, while I was saying goodbye to my in-laws and thanking them for bringing my husband, Garth [not his real name] into the 21st century, by giving him a cool new mp3 player for his birthday (me next, okay?) and it is perhaps one of the most dreaded pho...